Gary Jules

From the air the fields over Dublin
Look like a watercolor
When the streets rise up to meet the plane
Nobody notices
That I miss your face
More than anything in the world
I miss your face
More than anything in the world
Whiskey for everybody
To us and to all we left behind
A beautiful morning
You???ve got someplace to be
So if you have to go
Be sure and think of me
???Cause I miss your face
More than anything in the world
And I miss your face
More than anything in the world